Monday, March 21, 2011

Spring Feverish

In spring, when a fella gets antsy,
the young man turns lightly his fancy
And boy starts to dream
of peaches and cream--
That is, if he isn't a Nancy

Sorry about that. From the poem Locksley Hall, by Alfred Lord Tennyson, not the Edison Electric short from 1952: In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.


Norm Knott said...

A young man don't need no Viagra
Libido flows fast like Niagra
Attention he'll stand
for maiden at hand
without any Abra Cadabra

surly hack said...

For youths who are hung like a horse
Ma Nature's a powerful force
It happens each spring
To action they schwing--
when using a Trojan, of course